Sky- wheelchair-ho!

Sky went back to the vet Friday. He's lost a little weight, but not enough for it to be a big deal. I'm hoping that once we get Petra out of the room, he might start eating a little better. As long as he keeps eating his hay and greens, he'll be fine, but pellets is where the real weight is.

Once the exam was over, they put him on the floor and let him scoot. He explored the room, and when satisfied, plopped down under the bench behind my feet.

This dude can't be bothered.

The doctor decided that there had been no significant change, neurologically, though the spine has healed a great deal. She said we can't really break him more, and since he almost certainly won't regain movement or feeling, we might as well hook him up in a chair.

He was filthy, since we've been too nervous to bathe him. His last real cleaning session was Monday, I think, and he was really gross today. He got a bath, though, and some medicine to help clear up some spots on him. Once he gets fitted with a chair, hopefully he won't be sitting in urine all the time.